Duplicity

Ophelia & Cepheus Black live a life lacking consequence. Privileged and reckless they enjoy manipulating others for their own personal gain. When Ophelia realises she has fallen for her best friend – Dayne Riddle – he's already got eyes for someone else. Featuring Slytherin!Harry. Alternative Universe.


PROLOGUE

Godric's Hollow - 31 October, 1981

Sirius Black's eyes shifted once more to the delicate hands of his pale faced watch. It was nearly midnight and he had been crouching in Bathilda Bagshot's overgrown garden for what felt like hours.

His heart was beating uncomfortably quickly in his chest – the anticipation was killing him.

As though on cue, a tall hooded figure suddenly appeared at the end of the street. A wand held stiffly in their right hand.

Sirius retreated further into his hiding place, hoping that the new arrival would not notice his presence.

The hooded figure swept past him, their step confident, unaware that they had a spectator. They finally reached a quant cottage perched snuggly at the streets end, its garden freshly manicured, vines cradling its sides. The visitor's spare hand pushed the front gate open swiftly before they briskly walked up to the front door. There was a bright flash of light before they disappeared from view.

Sirius felt his anxiety peak, sweat pooling in his hands as his knees began to ache – he wasn't sure how long it had been since he last moved.

The street remained in silence for a while - as though holding its own breath.

There was an abrupt strangled scream – a woman's. The figure swiftly reentered the street before disappearing into a whirlwind of black smoke.

Pushing himself awkwardly to his feet, Sirius nearly tripped over due to the heaviness of his sleepy legs. He crept out of hiding place, hesitantly tiptoeing towards the cottage, his eyes darting to each of the other cottages he passed, hoping not to be seen.

A familiar face suddenly appeared in the window of the cottage he had been watching – a tall man, his face grim as he held tightly onto a babe at his chest. James. His framed eyes met Sirius' before he nodded stiffly.

Sirius felt relief fill his chest – it was done.

His thoughts shifted to his own children – twins. He would do anything for them – just as James had.

It was time to go. He thought of home – 12 Grimmauld Place – before black smoke surrounded him and he felt the familiar pull of apparition.


Author's Note:

Thank you for reading the Prologue of my story – more to follow. This story is alternative universe and will follow the story of if James had given up Lily – believing it would save Harry. If you enjoyed the first part of this story, please feel free to leave a review.